Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Celias tried to pull through the spear after a while's finish.

That's how I put my hands on it.

- What the hell.

For the first time, I noticed something strange about the status quo.

The spear - I couldn't get it out.

-... No way,

"Thought he was still alive."

The spear is piercing the heart.

Her face is nagging and her neck is dripping without force from her body.

Yet,

"Eh."

A beat came through the spear.

(c) Relax and open your eyes and turn your attention to that face.

I have white hair hanging on my face and can't see my expression.

But the next moment,

I saw a bright white snowy hair blinking 'black' for a moment.

And that - it was right after.

From the roots of Merea's hair, 'black' was flooded with silly worms.

The movements of the black streak also looked like liquids, and they eroded Merea's white hair more and more.

Finally, the whole hair turns black.

At the same time, this time,

Merea's hand moved in a pinch.

As soon as he did, Celias felt a chill run down his spine.

- This is ridiculous.

It was a chill I couldn't see. I even thought my body was suddenly frozen.

This man,

Alive.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Even though I'm not tied to anything, but rather to the other side - I couldn't move.

And

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- My heart's not there.

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Here comes the voice.

Celias looked at Merea's face again in a hurry move and saw a cold look dwelling on that face.

It was an absurd look, even counterproductive in this situation to promote creepiness, as if you were purposefully choosing to erase emotions.

"Heart - No Way -"

An instant in the back of Celias' brain came back with information about a certain demon king.

Numerous pieces of information I tapped into my head to hunt for the Demon King's secret tricks.

Among the secrets of the former demon kings, former heroes that Mooseg has collected over time,

- "The Heart of the Dead King"...!!

I was remembering the name of a man with a 'non-existent heart'.

A man who is said to have never died from a lifetime wound.

The man's heart, flat even when pierced through his heart, returned from the battlefield, was in fact whispered by a cormorant that it might not exist.

Naturally, Mooseg sought the secret, but the Dead King (Ahat-Syras) swung off all the tracking of Mooseg at the time and disappeared.

They say he ended up dead of aging because he was never immortal, but he doesn't know it's exciting.

Celias was convinced the moment his head pulled out such information at will.

- This guy is succeeding 'it'...!

And my body will be resuscitated.

"The Resurrection of the King of Life (Musel-Blue)."

Another piece of information went through Celias' head.

- Wait, this guy, when did you pull the optical thread off?

When he realized, Merea's right hand was escaping the bondage of the Puppet King's optical thread.

It's supposed to be a sturdy yarn that won't cut with normal force.

If you can't do it, you could eat it into your arm and get amputated just like that.

- You let him disconnect...!

For a moment. Probably the moment I was watching Merea's hair color change, I 'dumped' my arm.

No, throw it away - I immediately resuscitated it.

In the evidence, I found the wreckage of the messed up meat falling at my feet.

"What, that playback speed..."

There is a limit to how much "Sudoku of the King of Life" there is.

It is true that the Demon King's body is said to have boasted a slight regenerative power, but it should not have been such an immediate resurrection force.

This regenerative power is not decent. It could even be beyond that.

- How.

You can't possibly know how.

But now, anyway...

Celias finally moved his body, which began to release him from the chills curse, and tried to pull through the demon spear.

However,

"Come on - let go, spear me -"

He was grabbing the demon spear that was piercing his chest with Merea's free right arm. It's a pull-out move.

It was a powerful force that Celias didn't seriously put into it or even freak out. It was then that Celias had begun to take account of the fact that Merea and now Merea were decidedly different until just now.

Aside from such seriousness, Merea makes further moves.

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Merea was also deliberately feeding, cutting, and regenerating her left hand into yarn.

Having seen the place up close, Celias no longer considered it human.

Fear gained by accident against Melea before we met.

The underlying fear of 'I Can't Know the Bottom' was coming back to life now.

Merea was slowly stretching her free left hand to Celias.

Celias identified that his blackened hair blocked his eyes and partially concealed the grated red eyes, but that his pupils were cracked vertically like the devil's eyes.

"-" Enough. "

I snapped small as Merea reached into Celias' face.

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"The Wrath of Tyranny (Kurza-Katastrov)" - "Four Gate Sealed (Shimonfukai)"

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"Huh! - Caligula!! Open your mouth!! Shoot the white light cannon!!"

Shortly after Merea snapped her words, Celias felt the biggest chills and completely let go of her hand from the demon spear.

The margin of obsession with it vanished in an instant. A shitty siren was ringing in my head.

Celias moves away from the black-haired Merea as she flees, giving orders to the Red Dragon.

Red Dragon Caligula followed Celias' instructions and opened her mouth toward Merea, who was on its back as she woke up.

Surgical warlords appeared from inside who had prepared the surgical formations in advance,

"White Cannon!

He was releasing a surgical ceremony towards Melea at close range.

Definitely a hit.

The captain thought.

However,

"Eh."

In the moment just before the white light was emitted in the pocket of the demon god, the captain had seen the formation of a surgical formation at a ridiculous rate between his body and the white light.

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Still, Merea's body blew away.

The surgical formations competed, sparing direct strikes, but blew the universe as it was.

Merea's body stopped just above where her companions were.

Melea falls diagonally on inertia.

In contrast, the demon kings waited as mundane for Merea, who had black hair, to come down.

"Whoa, whoa! Awesome. I'm back! Yabe, take it!

Instructions are given as Salman looks up at Merea as she falls.

However,

"Oh?"

Shortly before it fell, the six wings of the wind unfolded on Merea's back, fluttering its body.

That's how they looked at Melea, who came down loosely.

Three people rush straight to Melea like that.

It was Elma, Mariza, and Eyes.

"Merea!!"

"Dear Merea! Oh, the spear..."

When I saw a spear pierce Merea's chest as she came down, blood drew from Elma's and Marisa's faces.

It didn't matter to them, such as that Merea's hair was turning black.

But Merea took control of them with one hand,

"It's okay."

Answering so briefly, he pulled out the spear that was piercing his chest. The wound was blocked at the same time as the pull out.

And she didn't even show much reaction, and Merea pulled out the spear.

"Hersim"

I threw it to Harsim, who was somewhat far away.

"I'll give it to you. For the life of that old soldier."

"Oh, thank God - I'll wear it"

Harsim received it on horseback, checking the weight with his mouth half-opened, but still couldn't take his gaze off Merea.

"Dear Merea... my hair..."

In response to such a melea, Marisa finally notices the anomaly and mentions it.

"I don't know why, but this is what happens when I try to use the power of The Tyrannical God (Kurza-Catastrov). You said the essence of your soul was different, but you didn't really understand Kurza's story."

"Oh, now what did you say"

"-" Tyranny (Kurza-Katastrov) "

Mariza knows the name.

Mariza-Catastrov.

What are you hiding?

"Thou hast met my fathers..."

"Oh... I do. I didn't mean to keep quiet, but I couldn't find the right time to say it. I'm sorry I kept my mouth shut."

It was the name of my ancestors, who also originated the issue that Marisa had.